Novel & Cerita Abdul Zanabli

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

He fell down on the ground but his eyes was able to see the body of a woman lying down on the ground. He quickly went on his knees, crawling towards her lying body when another bullet came and tore through his left thigh. He didn't give up and continued to crawl towards her on his right leg. Abdullah and the other guy laid dead near Roshanay. He could feel it. Those bullets were not from anyone but from the son of devil, the bigger devil himself. Burhan. But he couldn't care any less. He wanted to be near her. If these were his last moments, then so be it. He would die happily near her.

They both exclaim together and I hiss. “Look…” Zainab starts, placing her elbows on the table and leaning forward, “…ever seen those slate-blue hazel mix orbs up close? The hunk is damn six-foot-seven inches! Seen those biceps and all the finely sculpted muscles before?! He’s a crusher!” She goes on with his praises and I blow out a sigh. “Don’t forget those eyes of his hold mysterious powers too. They bewitch every woman he merely glances at in the eyes and they fall effortlessly. I know he’s a stench and chronic player, but…” Zana leans forward, trying to defend him and I huff.

I said as I exited the room. I noticed him gritting his teeth. I immediately go to my private office. Beta is following me. “Alpha, why do you have to do that? We've never met him. He could be a potential assailant. We have to kill him right now,” Bruce, my right-hand man, said. I cracked a grin. “I don't see any danger in him. I believe he is harmless. You know, I'm good at judging people.” “But, Alpha—-”

Annabella announced as she entered only to meet Cindy,her childhood friend sitting in front of the TV looking so serious "What's going on? Why so serious?" Annabella asked and sat down and tried watching but she couldn't understand a thing "What's that?" She asked "What do you mean? Don't tell me you don't know,WEB ZONE is launching their latest gadget tomorrow..S9!!!" Cindy screamed so loud that Annabella had to close her ear "Wow" she muttered,now getting what the news is about "I can't believe this,I've not even used S1 and now S9?" Cindy faked a tear

They were not real sisters yet soul sisters. " Nandini come see this. Again a wife was molested by his husband for dowry and then he burnt her alive." Navya said while reading the newspaper and nandini was feeling disgusted and after washing all the utensils she snatched the paper from zoya. She flipped two pages and found a headline. " Our very honoured ips officer manik malhotra finally killed zafar supari and tell all the terrorists what a soldier can do. He is the tiger of mumbai. " Nandini got a beautiful smile and she crease his name on the newspaper.

Zariah tells us. "You know, you're kind of weird," Brynn observes. "Noted." Looking out the window to where Zariah had pointed to the girl she was talking about, I noticed those dark features about her, that honestly made me a little envious. The sleekness of her hair is something I would never achieve on my own. "Watch out from Alani Prelich over there...Her father is the commander of one of the most notorious armies in the Power Pack," Zariah warns me, and I shiver, as she glances up, so I can see the darkness of her eyes.

Zain sank into his chair. " Who's the third victim? " He asked his junior. " Mr. Anthony. " He sighed upon hearing the name. He knows the man, and it wasn't something surprising to know everyone when the town was too small. The first victim, Mr. Farooq was his father and uncle's best friend, and the second victim, Mr. Owais was a well-known man in the whole town, he was an Imam and now the third victim, Mr. Anthony was a father.

Abhay barbered. “Don’t panic Mr. Salaskar, I understand,” She said over the phone as Abhay took a breath of relief. “Okay then… be safe and bye,” Abhay said and hung up. Zoya kept the phone back in its place and walked back to the room to get dressed; she picked a piece of paper and tore 3 pieces of it and put them in a jar. “Let’s see how many attempts you can dodge Kabir Oberoi, from today with each breath I will only plan to kill you, just one chance and you are out,” She said to herself before she took the injection and started to get ready.

"Aghhh! I'm tired of hearing that... I agree that you don't like him but please, don't hate him, else? You'll end up being hurt and commiting sins to yourself, ehn?" "Say whatever, I know the truth is bitter..." "Well, how was the date, give me all the gists... what happened?" "It's something I don't want to talk about right now. Infact, I've decided to keep the whole story to myself but..." "But what, zainab. Please, tell me whatever happened yesterday." I looked more curious. "His name was Fahad Fuhad. He's 6 feet tall, dark in complexion and a managing director of Dangoté Business Company. After we had dinner, I don't know what happened... I felt so dizzy and my heart began to hurt."